Little Warrior: Stolen, #3

By S L Davies

An Irish Mob Why Choose.

With Aife's mother making a sudden appearance in her life, she knew it was time to make a change.

She had been angry for long enough. Now was the time for action. Aife knew what was needed. It wasn't enough to kill off the pedophiles. Aife knows that she needs to save the children and give them a chance at life, like Branwen and her guys gave her, Ryan and Colton.

Now is the time for war. Little Warrior is risen. The question is if Aife, Ryder, Tucker, Tyson and Colton are strong enough to win.
 

This is a dark Why Choose Romance with triggering subjects. Language and Themes suited to 18+

• Language: English
• Publisher: S L Davies
• Release date: Sep 29, 2022
• ISBN: 9798215575543

S L Davies

S L Davies is an Australian Author living in Country, Victoria. She is inspired by the world around her. 

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Prologue

Aife

I giggled at the shocked look on the boys faces. Nothing could bring me down. I orgasmed. With a guy. That had never happened before. I trusted the Craig brother’s, Tucker, Tyson, and Ryder with my body. I had straddled Tucker this morning. It was all over the pants stuff. But grinding my pussy on his hardened bulge was enough to get me off. He got off too, which I was proud of. It was not the first time the boys had cum with a heavy make out session, but something about what transpired in my room that morning changed our relationship. It freed something in my heart.

I haven’t seen Ryder or Tucker hard. I have only felt them. And I only saw you hard when your cock fell out of Colton’s ass, I said when Tyson told me his cock was the biggest out of all the brothers as we stood around the kitchen. It was the morning of the triplets sixteenth birthday. I had been curious. So, I asked if they were identical triplets, were they identical everywhere? As it turned out the only difference in their cocks, was the beauty mark that Ryder was missing on his face, was down there instead.

Oh, for fuck’s sake, Colton groaned. How about we just go to the movies?

I threw my head back and laughed. Yes lets. And in future you boys can talk to me about what we do sexually. You don’t have to wait until I’m out of the room, I said with a wink. Letting them in on the fact that I had heard them gossiping, well Tucker bragging. They all looked at me with varying levels of shock which made me giggle all the way to the door.

We were supposed to be going to the movies to celebrate Tyson, Tucker and Ryder’s sixteenth birthday. I loved spending the day with my guys. Whether it was one on one or all of them together. I just loved being with them. Ever since my suicide attempt a year earlier, one of the boys would sleep in my room with me. That had led to several heavy make out sessions during the night. However, so far nothing more had happened. In fact, Tucker was the first that had touched my body. The feel of his fingers on my breasts was an amazing feeling and I could only imagine what it would be like when they touched me in other places.

I swung the front door open. My steps faltered when I saw Audrey standing on the porch. What the fuck are you doing here? I screeched.

She looked terrible. Her hair was matted and greasy. She stank like she had not bathed in weeks. She had lost weight and had scabs all over her face from where she looked like she had been picking. I wondered how the hell she managed to get through the security to get to the door. I had not seen her since Branwen and her guys had saved me from her and Benjamin’s clutches, by killing Benjamin.

Branwen told Audrey to disappear and never show up again. She warned Audrey that she would kill her. Audrey obviously was not willing to heed the warning. I felt my need for vengeance grow. This woman had stood back and done nothing while Benjamin allowed countless men, including Harley, who I saw as a brother, rape me from my eleventh birthday until the day before Branwen put a bullet in Benjamin’s head. And now this cunt was back. I wanted her blood.

Footsteps beside me let me know that the boys had heard my yell. Fuck go get Branwen, Colton said just as Audrey reached out trying to grab me.

I curled my fist back and swung. There was no way this woman was going to touch me. My fist connected with her nose and I felt the bones crunch under the force of my punch. Ryan had been training me since I got home from the hospital. I was the strongest I had ever been and there was no way anyone was going to touch me without permission again.

Blood instantly bubbled down over Audrey’s lips. Her eyes were wild, and she didn’t even seem to notice the blood or what had to be pain from being hit. I wondered if she had not been taking a drug. I did not have a lot of experience with drugs. I knew that the Murphy family dealt in them. But it was something that I didn’t have involvement in.

Adaline. Please. I need to see you. There are things you do not know. You need to hear everything, Audrey said. I growled at her use of the name that my biological mother gave me. I knew it was irrational, Audrey would not know that I had changed my name.

Her name is not Adaline. I believe I warned you Audrey when we killed your husband. If you ever tried to contact any of the kids, I would kill you, Branwen growled from behind us. I hadn’t heard Branwen approach but when I turned to look at her, she was flanked by Kodiak and Ryan.

Ryan looked as murderous as I felt. He was in the same position as me and Colton. Where Benjamin had Colton fucking girls for his sick videos, he had men raping Ryan. There were days that Ryan bled from his ass that would be so torn up. Now Ryan was the Murphy and Isakov family enforcer. And he was a mean son of a bitch. I loved him as much as I could ever love a big brother. He caught my eye and winked. I smirked. Audrey was about to die, and he was going to let me join in.

I turned my attention back to where Branwen stood with her arms folded across her chest. Her jaw was set firm and her eyes narrowed as she glared at Audrey. I’m sorry. I just couldn’t do it. Chloe sweetheart, please. I am sorry. You and Adaline. You both need to hear me out. There are things that you don’t know, things that I didn’t know until after Benjamin was dead, Audrey pleaded. Please Chloe, I need to make amends.

Branwen growled as Audrey used the name she was given. Audrey and Benjamin were Branwen’s biological parents. Benjamin sold Branwen to a sex trafficking ring the day she was born. Branwen was then taken to Northern Ireland where she was molested, and god only knows what else. She was five when Iden and Dyfed Murphy found her in the home of a couple of junkies that owed the Murphy family money. It was that day that Branwen became Little Raven the Queen of the Murphy family.

What you need is, to experience even a fraction of what Benjamin put us through. What you allowed to go on under that roof. What you never even tried to stop, I snarled through gritted teeth.

Audrey’s head snapped over to mine and her eyes widened. Bring her in. Take her to the basement. Lock her up. This ends today, Branwen said turning to Ryan.

Audrey’s eyes widened and her tears mixed with the blood that continued to flow down over her chin. She shook her head and held her hands up in front of her in surrender. Ryan snatched Audrey’s arm roughly and pulled her along beside him. I turned to watch them leave.

Are we going to let her live? I asked Branwen. 

No Aife girl, we are not. Count this as the first kill on your list. What we will do first though is listen to whatever information she thinks she has, Branwen said staring at Ryan as he dragged a crying Audrey along behind him to the stairs that led to the sound proofed basement.

We followed Ryan down to the basement. A sick sense of excitement was bubbling in my stomach. I stood beside Branwen and Kodiak while Ryan strapped a now wailing Audrey into the chair that was in the middle of the room. It was all a bit cliché really. The room was nothing but stone. Concrete walls and floors. It was devoid of furniture. On the walls were various tools that were expected in a basement. Tools used in the garden. However, I knew those tools were more than gardening equipment. They would be used to hack up a body.  Branwen did not like to use the basement much. Especially now with the boys Iden and Dyfed running around. She did not want her son’s stumbling on someone down here. Today was an exception.

As we stood watching Ryan tie Audrey up, I heard movement behind me and turned to see Karney, Finnbarr and Tobias enter the room. Tobias caught my eye and gave me a wink. He knew how much I wanted revenge. I had not hidden that need from anyone. I didn’t know Tobias’s story, but I got the feeling he understood where I came from more than some.

Right, tell me what you have to say, Branwen said folding her arms across her chest.

Audrey looked up. Her eyes were wild as she stared between everyone that was in the room. Audrey looked over at me and sighed. Benjamin was your biological father. You and Chloe are half-sisters.

I gasped feeling all the air rush out of me. Kodiak said he couldn’t find any record of who my father was.

What the fuck? I heard Karney spit from behind me.

How can you be sure of this? Branwen asked. Audrey sighed again and dropped her head before looking up at us.

After you killed him, I started going through everything. I rang Willard, she said mentioning Benjamin’s best friend who was a cop. Ryan and Colton stiffened at the mention of his name. It was Willard’s daughter Tahlia, that Colton was forced to be with for the first time. I don’t know what happened to her after that event, she never was brought back, and I haven’t been able to find her in his social media. Willard had a particular liking for Ryan. He always tore Ryan up the worst. He never touched me, which I was grateful for.

And what exactly did you tell him? Branwen growled. I turned my attention back to Audrey.

I didn’t tell him about you, she said with wide eyes and a rapid shake of her head.

Branwen relaxed slightly beside me. Not that it would matter if she had told Willard about Branwen. There wasn’t going to be much he could do with half the world’s cops on the Isakov pay roll. I couldn’t believe how deep that family went.

So, tell me what you found and how you discovered that Benjamin was Aife’s biological father, Branwen growled, leaning forward slightly. She might have been the tiniest woman at just over five foot, but she was terrifying.

We were getting rid of all the evidence that was left behind, we were burning the videos and deleting the footage. Anyway, I found a video of Benjamin with your mother, Audrey said looking over at me. It was her agreeing to give up custody of you to him. In the video he talks about being your biological father and that if your mother didn’t give him custody, he was going to report her to the authorities and have you removed.

I frowned and sighed. I could only imagine that my biological mother would have given me over easily. She wouldn’t have wanted human services to come in and potentially report her drug use to the police.

Willard saw me watching it. He told me it was why Benjamin never fucked you. He didn’t want there to potentially be a pregnancy between you and him, she said glancing over at Colton.

What was that look? Colton said. What do you know about my parents?

Audrey winced. Your father was friends with Benjamin and Willard. You weren’t meant to be conceived. However, your father wanted another child. I think he was hoping for another girl, as your mother was getting too old for his tastes. When you were born a boy, your father contacted Benjamin and asked him to take you.

What happened to my birth mother? I know that my biological father is dead, Colton asked.

Audrey nodded. Yeah that was Willard and Benjamin who killed him. I don’t have proof of that though. But I remember when it happened. Benjamin and Willard had been planning for days just after we took custody of you. I was up late feeding you one night, when Willard came to the house. Not long after he and Benjamin left. When they came back Benjamin was white as a ghost. He had blood speckles on his shirt. He told me to bury the shirt in the backyard.

My biological mother? Colton asked again, sounding a lot more patient than I felt.

She committed suicide after your father’s death. It all came out what he had been doing to her and that she was his biological daughter. She couldn’t cope. They had her in a mental health facility for some time, but she overdosed on her medication a few months after everything came out, Audrey explained.

I frowned. Why didn’t she tell the police about Willard and Benjamin? I asked.

Audrey shrugged her shoulder. She was a scared little girl. She was only fourteen.

Everyone had been silent as Audrey spoke. Right well, is that all you wanted to say? The only reason you came all the way from Australia to Northern Ireland to tell us that Benjamin was Aife’s biological father? Branwen asked.

Audrey looked at Branwen. Audrey’s eyes widened and her face paled. I... I wanted to get to know you Chloe. I always loved you, she said looking around at us. I loved all of you.

Ryan and Colton growled while I snorted. You loved us? You loved us, I laughed. Are you fucking serious right now. You watched as Benjamin beat the fuck out of Harley, Colton, and Ryan. You patched up Ryan’s body after Willard did what he did. You held me while I cried after Harley raped me that first time. You told me that everything would be alright. But it was never alright was it, Audrey? You fucking knew what was going on, and yet you did fuck all to make a difference. My voice raised to a screech as I stepped closer to her.

I thought if I loved you all hard, then it would be enough to make the bad tolerable, she said with tears glistening on her eyes.

I cackled like a madwoman. You thought it would make it better. Fuck, you are something else. Do you know what it was like to have a boy I saw as my brother tear through my fucking body. Do you know what it was like to not be able to sit for days because your insides were so torn up? Or how about having nightmares every night of every man with the face of a monster?

He raped me too, Audrey said quietly. I stopped my rant and stared at her.

Who? I asked with a frown.

Harley, she said before lifting her head and looking around the room at everyone that was standing looking at her. Where is he?

Dead, I spat. How did he rape you?

Benjamin put me in his videos with Harley from when he was twelve, she said.

My eyes widened; I didn’t know that Harley was forced to be with Audrey. That made everything worse. She not only knew about it, she participated. He didn’t rape you. You dumb cunt, I snarled through clenched teeth. You fucking raped him. You took a baby that had a loving family. A family that would have raised him right and made him into an amazing man. You took him and turned him into a rapist and pedophile. You and Benjamin did that. And now he is dead. He killed himself because he couldn’t stand the thought that he was like you and Benjamin.

Audrey looked up at me with wide eyes. He’s dead?

Yes, I growled. And now you are too. I turned my head as Audrey gasped to look at Ryan.

You want to do this Aife girl? he said with a broad grin.

I do, I grinned back at him. I felt someone run there hand down over my arm and turned to face the concerned look of Ryder.

Are you sure you want to do this Princess? You know you don’t have to, he said.

I nodded my head. I know. And thank you for worrying about me. I love you for that. But it’s something I must do. I need to do this, I answered.

Ryder frowned but he nodded his head and stepped back. I knew the boys hated the thought of me killing someone. They were worried what it would do to my mental health. My mental health was already so fucked up that it couldn’t get any worse.

Aife girl, Ryder is right, you don’t have to do this. I will do it for you if you need me to, Ryan said looking down at me, while Audrey wailed and begged for her life. I smiled up at my brother.

I know you will. It’s time though, I said with a shrug of my shoulder.

Ryan quirked a smile at me. Fast or slow? he asked.

Fast, I replied. I thought about torturing her. However, I wanted to keep that for Willard and the other men that hurt me and those that I loved. I turned my attention to Audrey as Ryan slipped his gun out of its holster. What happened to Tahlia, Willard’s daughter? I asked as I walked closer to the sobbing woman who raised me.

Audrey looked up at me with red rimmed eyes and slowly shook her head. She’s dead. She got pregnant, she said glancing again at Colton. I frowned and looked over my shoulder. Colton’s eyes were wide and his face paled.

Was the baby mine? he asked with a shaky voice.

Audrey sighed. No one knew for sure. But Tahlia was insistent that the baby was yours. Willard organized an abortion. It was supposed to be just a routine procedure, but the so-called doctor that he organized tore her up inside and Tahlia ended up getting septicemia and died three days later.

Colton groaned and when I looked at him a lone tear tracked down his cheek. I knew that he always felt badly for Tahlia. We all did. It wasn’t her fault that she had the misfortune of being born to a pedophile. She was thrust into this life just like me, Colton and Ryan were.

I tried Colton. I tried to get Willard to let her have the baby and I would raise the child. But he didn’t want to hear it, Audrey said. Tyson took Colton’s hand and held it firmly. Colton stepped towards Audrey. I didn’t know what he was about to do, until he hacked a globule of spit into her face.

You deserve more than a quick death, he shouted. You deserve to be tortured like we all were. You are a filthy, stinking cunt who is as dirty as Benjamin and Willard. In fact, you are worse. You know why? You knew and participated. You said you felt bad yet never stopped it. Never reported it. Never even tried to take us away. You did nothing.

Who could I have reported it to, Willard? He was the only cop I knew, Audrey cried.

How about just going into the fucking police station. One he didn’t fucking work at. Did you try that? Colton screamed in her face. His cheeks were red, and a vein bulged in his temple. He turned to me. Kill her Princess.

I nodded my head and took the gun from Ryan’s outstretched arm. I cocked the gun as I had been practicing. I pointed it at Audrey’s head. Her eyes widened as her body began to tremble, and tears flooded down over her cheeks. I could practically taste her fear as it floated around me.

Please Adaline, she whimpered. I pulled the trigger, feeling the gun recoil in my wrist. It was a feeling I loved. A small sharp pain through my muscles as the bullet released towards its target. I watched in what felt like slow motion as the bullet released from the barrel of the gun and penetrated Audrey’s skull. Her eyes widened before they rolled back in her head.

Death wasn’t anything like the movies. There was no twitching and moaning. Audrey’s head bounced back with the force of the bullet, before falling forward again. Her body fell laxed as a blood trail fell from the center of her forehead and over the bridge of her nose. Ryan stepped up to Audrey and touched his fingers on her neck. He looked at me and winked.

Clean shot Aife girl, he said with a chuckle. I didn’t feel humor. I didn’t feel bad. But I didn’t want to celebrate her death. It was a numbness that took over. Once Ryan took the gun from my hand, I turned and gave the boys a nod.

I’m going to have a shower, I need to wash her stink from my body, I said as I walked out of the basement.

1

Aife

17 years old

My eyes flickered open. Two years to the day since I had shot Audrey. Not a day went by that I had regret my actions. The bitch deserved to rot in the shallow grave of acid that she was put into.  

A pair of strong muscular arms circled my waist and I snuggled back deeper into them. Lie still Princess, the deep husky voice of Ryder said in my ear. I giggled and wiggled against him, feeling his cock twitch against my ass.

None of us had gone as far as sex. I had touched them through their pants, and they had all touched my tits. But that was as far as it went. I sometimes felt bad, I felt like maybe I was holding them back from living their lives. All the boys told me that they were happy to wait for when I was ready. Ryder groaned as I circled my hips to grind on him. I felt his fingers press harder into my waist.

I want you Ryder, I whispered.

You’ve got me Princess, he replied.

I shook my head. No, I mean, I want you inside me, I corrected. Ryder gasped and I looked back over my shoulder. His eyes were wide, and he licked his bottom lip nervously.

Are you sure? he asked. Ryder’s voice had dropped even lower and I knew that he really wanted me too. I nodded my head.

Surer than I’ve ever been, I replied.

Well fuck, he smirked. I giggled as Ryder leaned forward capturing my lips with his. I was nervous. I hadn’t ever had sex willingly before. Every encounter was rape. Starting with Harley when I was eleven to the final one being Joshua, the boy at school with the help of his girlfriend Tawny. Both now dead and unable to hurt me. I worried my bottom lip as I looked up at Ryder.

A small frown puckered his brow. If at any stage you want to stop, then just say the word and we stop, he assured me.

I bit my lip and nodded my head. Sitting up I reached for the hem of my shirt and removed it from my body. Ryder groaned. He was a tit guy. Ryder reached out and ran his fingers over my hardened nipples. I moaned, arching my back pushing the heavy flesh further into his hand. Ryder guided me gently back onto the bed.

Pressing his lips against mine, he swiped his tongue along the seam of my mouth. I opened for him and tangled my tongue with his. Ryder moved between my legs and I lifted my hips to grind my panty covered pussy against him. Groaning, his cock twitched as he thrust against me.

Ryder looked down into my eyes. I’ve never been with anyone before. I don’t know if I can make it good. I suspect it’s going to be quick, he said with his cheeks tinting pink.

I smiled and shrugged my shoulders. I didn’t care if I didn’t have the multiple orgasm’s that books said I should. I just wanted one of my boyfriend’s inside me. We made our relationship official on the triplets sixteenth birthday. The day that I killed Audrey. It was the same day that I had my first ever orgasm with one of the boys. So much happened that day that changed the course of our lives. And it was all for the better.

I don’t mind Ryder. I just want you, I said.

Ryder smiled. Will you tell me what feels good? he asked.

Of course, I said. Ryder’s smile took over his face as he reached for the waist of my panties and started to slide them down over my thighs.

Ryder groaned when he looked down at my pussy. I had seen all the boys. But none of them had asked to see me. I wasn’t ashamed to show them. It just hadn’t happened. God you are beautiful, Ryder moaned.

Slowly he slid his hands up my legs reaching the juncture between my thighs. With his thumbs he spread open my pussy lips and looked